Lyrics:

I wanna drink my java from an old tin can
When the moon goes to shinin' high
I wanna hear the call of the whippoorwills
I wanna hear the coyotes whine

I wanna have my saddle horse by my side
A-ridin' him out on the range
Just a'kick him in the side, let him show his steppin' pride
Out on Montana plains

Each night in my dreams, somehow it seems
I'm back where I belong
Just a country hick, way back in the sticks
Back where I belong

These city lights and these city ways
Are driving me insane
Oh I wanna go back, oh please take me back
Back to Montana plains

Sometimes soon I'll be going back
Back where the skies are blue
In a little hut just built for two
Back where our dreams come true

I'm tired of subways and forty story shacks
I'm a-craving the wide open range
Oh I wanna go back, please take me back
Back to Montana plains